This is in Lily's Point of View. She is telling the story of her life.
Also can be done as a monolog.
Lily. That is, was my name. Lily Evans Potter. This is my story, of my life, the way things happened. My life was short, yet was meaningful, and made all the difference in the world.
It all began once I got my Hogwarts letter. That's when I met my nemesis James Potter. From the first time we met, we both felt a certain ardor for each other. Mine was of hatred, while his was of love. For years he continuously kept asking me to go out with him. I was his fancy. In our fifth year he was torturing poor Severus Snape. He was barbaric. I hated his uncivilized guts.
In our seventh year everything changed. James finally seemed to have matured. So when he asked me to go out with him, I said yes. Once James and I got together, I became idealistic. I saw the good in everything/one around me. James being his exuberant self, asked me to marry him, on graduation night. I obviously said yes. My feeling of rhapsodies, spread to my best friend, she was basically jumping with joy.
After we were married everything went wrong. On our honeymoon, Voldemort attacked. Then, when I was six months pregnant, Voldemort attacked again. This time he struck closer to home.
One day while I was all alone, I heard a knock on the door. At first I thought it was Sirius, just come to check on me as James had told him to do. Then half-way to the door, I realized Sirius wouldn't knock; he had his own key. Thinking this I took out my wand. Then I made the fatal mistake that cost me so much. I opened the door. There, standing in the doorway, was Voldemort himself. He shoved me to the floor. He then said "You know, today is going to be the last day of your life.But, I will be fair and give you a chance to fight. So stand up, you silly girl." I was so scared. Not for myself, but for my child. (You'd think that after cleaning the dishes from my dinner table, where Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and all my friends had eaten, I would be afraid of nothing.) I knew my only chance would be defense. Before I could gather my thoughts Voldemort sent his first curse at me. "Crucio!" he cried. I felt pain, like I had never felt before. It came so abruptly, it was like my every nerve was aflame. Then as abruptly as the pain started, it stopped. I didn't remember crashing to my knees. I jumped up. I tried a disarming spell. "Expelliarmus." I said. Voldemort blocked it easily. . It was his turn to attack again. As Voldemort shouted "Avada Kedavra!" I said "Protego." Trying to block the killing curse. I was then thrown against the wall. The last thing I saw was James bursting into the room (it seems Genevieve told him, she's a Seer so she would have known). From what I could tell in my last conscious moments, James was dueling Voldemort.
I groggily opened my eyes. Everything was fuzzy, and I had a monster headache. I looked at the ceiling above my head and noticed it was white. I then turned to my right side and saw the whole room was white. I noticed a table, parallel to my head. On that table there was my wand, pictures of all my friends, and my and James' wedding picture. I looked to my left and saw James looking at me with, a doleful, worried, look in his eyes. I noticed he had tears in his eyes. There was also a certain dead look in them. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and that he had been crying. Which in itself is something. James rarely cried. I then turned to face him. When he saw I was awake he kissed me. He seemed relieved that I was awake. I then looked over his shoulder and saw our friends, all sitting there. They all had an untrammeled look of sadness in their eyes. Even Sirius, who was usually loud, and genial was quiet and looked depressed. At this point, after about a minute of silence, my best friends Lilac and Genevieve rushed over (in hysterics) to hug me. I was not sure what to do so I said: "Eh- can't-breathe-you're-choking-me." They then let go of me. At that point they, and everyone else left the room, leaving the room empty except for James and me.
I had to know, I knew something was up. "What happened? The last thing I remember is you going and fighting Voldemort." I asked. James replied "Lily, which do you want to hear first? The good news or the bad news?" I had a feeling of what the bad news was; I was pretty sure that my baby, James, and mine was dead. I didn't want my uncertainties to be proved right. James then told me "The good news is that somehow, we managed to make it out alive. Someone saw Voldemort coming to our house, and alerted the Order. I got home to see you hit the wall. I took up the battle, praying that you weren't dead. Just as Voldemort was about to finish me off, members of the Order appeared: Sirius, Lilac, Alice, Frank, Remus, Genevieve, Moody, Dedalus Diggle, Marlene McKinnon, Benjy Fenwick, Elphias Doge, Dorcas Meadowes and of course Dumbledore. The first bit of bad news is that Dorcas Meadowes, Benjy Fenwick, and Marlene McKinnon are dead."
James at this point took a deep breath. He seemed to be thinking about how to continue. I knew what James was going to tell me. I could just feel it. James figured he had to tell me. He took another deep breath and had tears in his eyes as he said "Lily, that defense charm, took most of the blow of the killing curse, but it only protected you. It saved your life, but the baby-the baby's dead." James saw the look on my face. I was silently crying. When James saw the silent tears make their way down my face he pulled me into his arms, and we shared a good long silent cry.
From what I found out later, Lilac and Sirius had a big fight, outside in the corridor. From what Sirius says, he was worried about James that the loss of the unborn child had mentally injured him. Lilac said she then slapped him and said "Well, duh it injured James! How would you take it if you found out that your first child died before it was born?!? If you think it traumatized James, that's not even close to what its going to do to Lily. She'll blame herself, because she lived and the baby died. She will think it's all her fault, the spell she cast protected her not her baby." Sirius says he then replied "I'm not saying that James and Lily shouldn't be traumatized. I'm saying that they shouldn't let this ruin their lives. They're only 18. I'm just worried because James seems very distant. Even with me. Did you notice after the Healer told him he didn't talk for three days? He's never, ever not spoken for that long. He also didn't sleep for days. I think as his best friend I have a right to be worried. I have only known him for 15 years!" Both Lilac and Sirius agree that Lilac walked away. Back inside my room, James was trying to calm me down. I kept thinking 'It's all my fault, how can James look at me?' It was like James had read my mind. He then said "It's not your fault at all. Lily, you did the only thing you could think of. Many would have lost their minds just at the thought of dueling Voldemort. You kept your mind and fought admirably. If anyone is at fault it would be me. I'm the one who left you alone in your delicate state. Lily, listen to me. I love you. And I know as long as I have you I can get through anything." James then kissed me. There was then a knock at the door, and Dumbledore walked in. He said in a dismal voice "You were very lucky I hope you know. There are many who have faced Lord Voldemort, and have not even tried to fire any spell, or anything his way. You have shown enormous bravery, and you should not blame yourself for the loss of your child." He then smiled at us and left. Before the door could close behind him, eleven people entered. They saw the me and James, a heartbroken couple holding onto each other.
Later that night, for the first time in 3 days did a weary James Potter sleep. He fell asleep holding onto the person that meant everything to him; me. I couldn't sleep. I let James hold onto me and I thought about what I had lost, just by opening the door. I silently wept over my lost child.
I somehow got to sleep. At first I was dreaming about the night that felt as though it was a life time ago. I was sitting in James' lap, when all of a sudden I was home alone. I was sewing a baby blanket. I heard a knock on the door. I got out my wand and opened the door. I heard the laughter to which I was accustomed. James gave me a kiss. That kiss was broken only when I heard crying. I went upstairs to the nursery and saw a little baby girl. I picked her up, and started to rock her. Then all of a sudden the baby girl fell still, and died. When I awoke I awoke to voices. I was covered in a cold sweat. I immediately recognized one of the voices as James' and the other one was Lilac. James was trying to convince Lilac to do something. James then said "She's so depressed. This if we don't do anything will be the death of her. She was screaming in her sleep 'My baby, my baby, don't take my baby.' She was crying. Please Li. Please, I want my old cheerful Lily back. If-if something happens to her, and you don't help, I will hunt you down, and kill you. Friend of Lily or not. And right now you're not acting like a good friend." "It's good to know that my husband and my best friend are talking about me when I'm asleep." I said. Before Lilac could say anything I continued "James would you come here and help me up?" James rushed to my side. I said to him "Please, I want to go home. Please James." My emerald eyes caught his hazel ones. James replied "Not yet darling. The house is under repairs. And also, the Healers want you to stay another day, to make sure you're ribs finish healing." He gave me a kiss, and helped me up.
It had been three weeks since Voldemort's attack. James and I had moved back into our house. Sirius, Lilac, and all our other friends had made it their job to keep me company at all times. This was James's idea. It was to protect me. He was afraid I might do something rash; the loss of our unborn child was a major blow to my sanity. James made sure that I was never alone in the house. He was right.
One day, I was in such a depressed state, I had never been so anguished. That was when I came to a conclusion; something must be done. I still blamed myself for the loss of our child. I didn't know how James could stand to see me. I felt horrible that I had survived when our child had died. I decided the world would be a better place if I wasn't in a part of it. That day it was Peter who was staying with me. I easily convinced Peter that I was okay, and that he could go home. James and I should have put two and two together, Peter, wasn't fighting Voldemort, the day of the attack, and he left me alone after James told him not to.
Once Peter had left, I wrote James a quick farewell letter. It basically said: "By the time you read this the world will be rid of me. I cannot live, and look at myself in the mirror in the morning, without feeling guilty. I lived while our unborn child died. I don't want you to have to see my face, and think of what could have been. I don't want to cause you more pain by seeing me. I don't want to make you suffer, by seeing me. Love always, Lily." I left that note on James's pillow.
As I found out later, Genevieve had a premonition that I was going to do something rash. She supposedly went and told James, (who was in the Auror Office at the time) to go home. If James didn't heed her warning, I would have died. When James got home he couldn't find me or Peter for that matter. When he went into our room, I assume he saw the parchment on his pillow. The last place he looked was the nursery. There I was. I had a knife in my trembling hand, my other arm stretched out in front of me. I didn't hear the door open. I raised my hand that was holding the knife. When James realized what I was about to do, he snapped out of the trance he was in. He took out his wand and said "Accio knife!" The knife flew in the air to James. He caught it and threw it on the floor, and ran to me and held me in his strong arms. I then cried into his chest. James let me cry. He then said "Lily-why? If you had gone through with that that would have caused me more pain then the loss of the child. I need you. As long as I have you, I know I can make it through anything. And it doesn't cause me pain to see you. It causes me to feel, that there is hope. And that anything is possible." I just cried. I realized just how ridiculous my letter seemed. I couldn't believe I was actually willing to take my own life.
The next year, I had big news. I remember going into the Auror Office, and finding James. "James, uh, there's something I have to tell you." I told him anxiously. "Are you okay?? What's wrong? Are you feeling okay? You look a bit pale." Asked James worriedly. "I'm okay, James." I gave him a huge grin and said "in fact you might say I'm more than okay." I took a deep breath and finished by saying "James, I'm- I'm pregnant." James looked completely stunned. He then asked "Are-are you sure?" I answered "Yes." The look on his face soon turned into one of extreme bliss. He then gave me a hug and then picked me up and spun me around the room. Which obviously is not the wisest thing to do to someone when the just told you that they're pregnant. "James put me down." I said. He just laughed a bit. "Put me down NOW! James you're making me nauseous." "Alright" he said, setting me back on my feet.
James and I decided that we would have a little party to celebrate, where we would tell all our friends the happy news. By the time all our guests had arrived, James and I decided that they would tell all our friends together after dinner. The first two to arrive (after our parents of course!) was of course Lilac, on Sirius's arm. The next couple to arrive was Remus and Maria. Then came in Genevieve. Then came in Frank and Alice Longbottom. Then came two old favorite Professors, Dumbledore and McGonagall. Then bringing up the rear was Peter all alone.
Dinner was a jovial affair. I was practically glowing over the little bit of news that James and I were to tell our friends. Once dinner had adjourned, we all went into the parlor. Our friends were just discussing some small talk. James and I were thinking about how we would tell our friends. He caught my eye and nodded. I knew it was time to tell, I started by saying to James: "Do you want to tell them, or should I?" James said "You can." I then said with a big grin on my face "We have some important news." I looked at James, smiled and decreed "We're going to have a baby!" our friends stared at us for a minute, my face then turned a florid shade of pink. Then Lilac and Genevieve ran over and hugged me. Mine and James's parents came up and congratulated us. All of a sudden, Professors McGonagall, and Dumbledore were right next to us. They both congratulated us; you should have seen the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes. He had little Christmas ornaments for eyes. Then Dumbledore and McGonagall disapparated.
About an hour later, all our friends had left except for Lilac and Sirius. I was sitting in James's lap. We were discussing the forthcoming infant. Lilac decided to bring up the topic of names. Lilac and Sirius were arguing over two different names, as though the approaching newborn was their child. Lilac wanted the name to be Violet. While Sirius wanted the name to be Hannah. James and I decided not to get caught up in the argument, and to watch them fight. Lilac was saying "Hannah Potter???? That doesn't sound right, and-" Sirius interrupted "Oh, and Violet Potter is much better." Lilac shot back "They already have Hannah the Owl. And Violet is a color and a flower." "So is Lilac Rose."
No one seemed to notice that I had fallen sound asleep. I am told that James was the one to notice that I was asleep. I wasn't really, I was hoping that, that would get rid of Sirius and Lilac. I wanted my James to myself. James obviously caught on. He then said: "Guys, shush! She's sleeping. I don't need you two to wake her up. She hasn't been sleeping well all week, she was worried about your reaction to her being pregnant." That shut both Lilac and Sirius up. James continued "I think its time for you to go, before you name my future child, and decide who will watch them while Lily and I are at work." Lilac, and Sirius then left. After I was sure they were gone, I opened my eyes. "Thanks." I said. "So." I started. I then looked at James, he kissed me and I continued "How do you feel? You're going to be a father." James replied "And you're going to be a mother. I think you're going to be the best mother in the world. While, about being a dad, I feel excited." He then kissed me again. We then went up to bed. I fell asleep thinking about my approaching baby.
Five months later, James and I received some bad news. I was seven months pregnant. I was making breakfast, for me, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lilac. I heard a tapping on the window. I opened the window, and in flew Hannah (our owl), and a big brown tawny owl. Both Hannah, and the tawny stuck their legs out, so I could take the letters. They were written in black ink. I already was nervous, because most wizards write in colorful inks. James had just come down with Sirius and Remus in tow. I handed them plates of scrambled eggs, and toast. Then I sat down next to Lilac. I opened the letter Hannah had brought first. I handed the other over to James. At this point a big snowy owl came in and gave Sirius The Daily Prophet. Sirius was drinking orange juice at the time, as soon as he saw the front cover he spit the juice out. I exclaimed "Sirius! Now really! What was that about!?!" Sirius just took out his wand and with a wave of it, he cleaned up the mess he had made. I now opened the letter. James had done the same. James being a faster reader than I finished first. All the color in his face drained from it. I read the first three lines of my letter. Then I immediately burst into tears. I dropped the letter, and ran from the room. James knowing what had happened followed suite. I went into the library. I sat in my favorite chair, and wept. James's and my parents were dead. They had been killed by Voldemort. James came and found me. I had curled in upon myself. He came and put a comforting arm around me. He let me cry into his shoulders. At this time came Lilac, Sirius, and Remus, to try to cheer us up. Remus and Sirius dragged James off, while Lilac tried to reassure me. She said: "Don't worry, Lils. Everything will be okay." "No it won't! James and I are orphans now. My only living relatives now are Petunia, her son, and her husband, Vernon." I said. James then came back in and we were told by our home physicians that we were to go take a nap, and everything will be better when we awake. Knowing Lilac, Sirius, and Remus as I do, I knew James and I should do what they say. James and I went up to bed, and held onto each other, to help us fall asleep.
About a month later, I just came back from an appointment with my healer. She said that the baby was a healthy baby boy. I came home (with James) and as soon as we walked into out house, when we heard a loud "Surprise!" Our friends were all there. The whole room was covered in signs saying things like 'It's a Boy!' And 'Congratulations!'. Once it was just Lilac, Genevieve, Maria, Sirius, Remus, Peter, James and I, we decided to take the opportunity to choose names. I made no hesitation in naming Lilac as the baby's godmother. James named Sirius as godfather. I then brought the discussion around to baby names. "I think the name George, would work." Lilac said. James said "Nah, Molly, and Arthur named one of their twins that." "We were thinking of naming them after our parents." I said. "Okay." Remus agreed. "How about Harry?" asked Genevieve. "I like it!" I said jumping up. "What ever you like, love is okay with me." Said James. "But he needs a middle name." Said Maria. "What about James?" asked Lilac. "That's perfect!" I said.
This time, my pregnancy did not end in attempted suicide. So the name of my first born son, was Harry James Potter. After he was born, I was holding him, thinking 'this is the most beautiful baby in the world.' James was sitting on my bed next to me, holding onto me and Harry. We were so happy. And adding to that was that in the next room, was Alice. She and Frank had just also had their first son. They named him Neville.
Later that week, Professor Dumbledore, held a meeting, where Frank, Alice, Neville, Harry, James, and I were all present. The professor was saying how that shortly before our son's birth, there was a prophecy made. The prophecy went like this: "The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches.Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies.And the dark lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the dark lord knows not.And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies."
James and I were horrified to say the least. I was scared. My little boy, the infant asleep in my arms might become a marked man. James, Harry and I left shortly after that. We were instructed to tell no one. I was so apprehensive that I didn't even tell Lilac.
By Harry's first birthday, everything was going magnificent. Harry was learning to walk and talk very fast. He was accompanied by a stag, and a dog, when ever he went outside. James wanted to teach him how to fly, but I put my foot down.
At Harry's party, James and I were glowing with pride, over our little angel. He had my green eyes, James' messy black hair, and was the perfect baby. After Harry blew out the candle on his cake, I had taken it into the kitchen where I would cut it. Little did I know that I was being followed. After I put down the cake, James put his arms around my waist and kissed me. Our kiss was interrupted by Sirius saying "Stop that's how you got into this mess!" I immediately felt my anger rising. Sirius sensing that, quickly said "I'm only kidding! You both know I love Harry as though he were my child." He then ran out of the kitchen. I was positively glowing. I had some news that I had to tell James, and everyone else. I figured I might as well tell James now. I told him that I was again pregnant. We decided we would wait to tell our friends till a later date.
Two and a half months later, Professor Dumbledore then recommended that we go into hiding. He recommended the Fidelius Charm. James said that Sirius would be our secret keeper. I had no doubt about it. I knew that Sirius would never betray us. He would rather die than betray us. So after a day that we preformed the charm. I was still quite apprehensive. A few days later after the charm was cast, Sirius said that we should change secret keepers, because Voldemort would be sure to come after him, and that if caught, they would give him Veritaseruem, which would make him confess where we were. And that he thought that we should use Peter instead. It would be the perfect plan, a bluff. I knew that one of our friends was a spy for Voldemort. I just didn't know who. I never suspected Remus, Sirius, or one of my friends. Lilac, and Genevieve always told me to watch out for Peter. I was too busy with Harry and the new baby, so I left the decision up to James, and Sirius. They did it. They switched secret keepers.
Not even a day later, there was a knock at the door. I heard James screaming "Lily take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off-" as I was running the door burst open, and I heard a high-pitched cackle of laughter. I ran to the nursery. I locked the door behind me. I then heard James screaming. I could feel his life drifting away from me. Then I heard Voldemort coming up the stairs. The door burst open, I had my back to him. I was begging. "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" I screamed. I knew I must protect Harry with my last breath. Voldemort then said "Stand aside, you silly girl.stand aside now." "Not Harry! Not Harry! Please-I'll do anything!" I screamed "Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!" he yelled back "Not Harry, please no, take me kill me instead-" I screamed. He started laughing, a cruel mirthless laugh I made one last plea "Not Harry! Please.have mercy.have mercy." I was on my knees. Voldemort raised his wand, I placed Harry behind me, so I could take the blow, act as a human shield. He said "Avada Kedavra!" He activated the powerful old charm I had found, which includes sacrificing yourself for someone you love, therefore protecting them. I saw a green light and I was dead.
See? The sacrifice I made, made all the difference in the world. It saved my son, from death. He then went on to separate Voldemort from his body, became the hero of the Wizarding world. He then delayed Voldemort's return to power twice, saved my dear friend Sirius Black, alerted the world that Voldemort had indeed been returned to his body, and his biggest achievement in my eyes, is learning to deal with my sister, Petunia, Vernon, and Dudley.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing, except part of the plot. Most of it belongs to J. K. Rowling. I just retold it from Lily's Point of View. The prophecy belongs to J.K.R. it is in the fifth book on page 841.
Lily. That is, was my name. Lily Evans Potter. This is my story, of my life, the way things happened. My life was short, yet was meaningful, and made all the difference in the world.
It all began once I got my Hogwarts letter. That's when I met my nemesis James Potter. From the first time we met, we both felt a certain ardor for each other. Mine was of hatred, while his was of love. For years he continuously kept asking me to go out with him. I was his fancy. In our fifth year he was torturing poor Severus Snape. He was barbaric. I hated his uncivilized guts.
In our seventh year everything changed. James finally seemed to have matured. So when he asked me to go out with him, I said yes. Once James and I got together, I became idealistic. I saw the good in everything/one around me. James being his exuberant self, asked me to marry him, on graduation night. I obviously said yes. My feeling of rhapsodies, spread to my best friend, she was basically jumping with joy.
After we were married everything went wrong. On our honeymoon, Voldemort attacked. Then, when I was six months pregnant, Voldemort attacked again. This time he struck closer to home.
One day while I was all alone, I heard a knock on the door. At first I thought it was Sirius, just come to check on me as James had told him to do. Then half-way to the door, I realized Sirius wouldn't knock; he had his own key. Thinking this I took out my wand. Then I made the fatal mistake that cost me so much. I opened the door. There, standing in the doorway, was Voldemort himself. He shoved me to the floor. He then said "You know, today is going to be the last day of your life.But, I will be fair and give you a chance to fight. So stand up, you silly girl." I was so scared. Not for myself, but for my child. (You'd think that after cleaning the dishes from my dinner table, where Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and all my friends had eaten, I would be afraid of nothing.) I knew my only chance would be defense. Before I could gather my thoughts Voldemort sent his first curse at me. "Crucio!" he cried. I felt pain, like I had never felt before. It came so abruptly, it was like my every nerve was aflame. Then as abruptly as the pain started, it stopped. I didn't remember crashing to my knees. I jumped up. I tried a disarming spell. "Expelliarmus." I said. Voldemort blocked it easily. . It was his turn to attack again. As Voldemort shouted "Avada Kedavra!" I said "Protego." Trying to block the killing curse. I was then thrown against the wall. The last thing I saw was James bursting into the room (it seems Genevieve told him, she's a Seer so she would have known). From what I could tell in my last conscious moments, James was dueling Voldemort.
I groggily opened my eyes. Everything was fuzzy, and I had a monster headache. I looked at the ceiling above my head and noticed it was white. I then turned to my right side and saw the whole room was white. I noticed a table, parallel to my head. On that table there was my wand, pictures of all my friends, and my and James' wedding picture. I looked to my left and saw James looking at me with, a doleful, worried, look in his eyes. I noticed he had tears in his eyes. There was also a certain dead look in them. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and that he had been crying. Which in itself is something. James rarely cried. I then turned to face him. When he saw I was awake he kissed me. He seemed relieved that I was awake. I then looked over his shoulder and saw our friends, all sitting there. They all had an untrammeled look of sadness in their eyes. Even Sirius, who was usually loud, and genial was quiet and looked depressed. At this point, after about a minute of silence, my best friends Lilac and Genevieve rushed over (in hysterics) to hug me. I was not sure what to do so I said: "Eh- can't-breathe-you're-choking-me." They then let go of me. At that point they, and everyone else left the room, leaving the room empty except for James and me.
I had to know, I knew something was up. "What happened? The last thing I remember is you going and fighting Voldemort." I asked. James replied "Lily, which do you want to hear first? The good news or the bad news?" I had a feeling of what the bad news was; I was pretty sure that my baby, James, and mine was dead. I didn't want my uncertainties to be proved right. James then told me "The good news is that somehow, we managed to make it out alive. Someone saw Voldemort coming to our house, and alerted the Order. I got home to see you hit the wall. I took up the battle, praying that you weren't dead. Just as Voldemort was about to finish me off, members of the Order appeared: Sirius, Lilac, Alice, Frank, Remus, Genevieve, Moody, Dedalus Diggle, Marlene McKinnon, Benjy Fenwick, Elphias Doge, Dorcas Meadowes and of course Dumbledore. The first bit of bad news is that Dorcas Meadowes, Benjy Fenwick, and Marlene McKinnon are dead."
James at this point took a deep breath. He seemed to be thinking about how to continue. I knew what James was going to tell me. I could just feel it. James figured he had to tell me. He took another deep breath and had tears in his eyes as he said "Lily, that defense charm, took most of the blow of the killing curse, but it only protected you. It saved your life, but the baby-the baby's dead." James saw the look on my face. I was silently crying. When James saw the silent tears make their way down my face he pulled me into his arms, and we shared a good long silent cry.
From what I found out later, Lilac and Sirius had a big fight, outside in the corridor. From what Sirius says, he was worried about James that the loss of the unborn child had mentally injured him. Lilac said she then slapped him and said "Well, duh it injured James! How would you take it if you found out that your first child died before it was born?!? If you think it traumatized James, that's not even close to what its going to do to Lily. She'll blame herself, because she lived and the baby died. She will think it's all her fault, the spell she cast protected her not her baby." Sirius says he then replied "I'm not saying that James and Lily shouldn't be traumatized. I'm saying that they shouldn't let this ruin their lives. They're only 18. I'm just worried because James seems very distant. Even with me. Did you notice after the Healer told him he didn't talk for three days? He's never, ever not spoken for that long. He also didn't sleep for days. I think as his best friend I have a right to be worried. I have only known him for 15 years!" Both Lilac and Sirius agree that Lilac walked away. Back inside my room, James was trying to calm me down. I kept thinking 'It's all my fault, how can James look at me?' It was like James had read my mind. He then said "It's not your fault at all. Lily, you did the only thing you could think of. Many would have lost their minds just at the thought of dueling Voldemort. You kept your mind and fought admirably. If anyone is at fault it would be me. I'm the one who left you alone in your delicate state. Lily, listen to me. I love you. And I know as long as I have you I can get through anything." James then kissed me. There was then a knock at the door, and Dumbledore walked in. He said in a dismal voice "You were very lucky I hope you know. There are many who have faced Lord Voldemort, and have not even tried to fire any spell, or anything his way. You have shown enormous bravery, and you should not blame yourself for the loss of your child." He then smiled at us and left. Before the door could close behind him, eleven people entered. They saw the me and James, a heartbroken couple holding onto each other.
Later that night, for the first time in 3 days did a weary James Potter sleep. He fell asleep holding onto the person that meant everything to him; me. I couldn't sleep. I let James hold onto me and I thought about what I had lost, just by opening the door. I silently wept over my lost child.
I somehow got to sleep. At first I was dreaming about the night that felt as though it was a life time ago. I was sitting in James' lap, when all of a sudden I was home alone. I was sewing a baby blanket. I heard a knock on the door. I got out my wand and opened the door. I heard the laughter to which I was accustomed. James gave me a kiss. That kiss was broken only when I heard crying. I went upstairs to the nursery and saw a little baby girl. I picked her up, and started to rock her. Then all of a sudden the baby girl fell still, and died. When I awoke I awoke to voices. I was covered in a cold sweat. I immediately recognized one of the voices as James' and the other one was Lilac. James was trying to convince Lilac to do something. James then said "She's so depressed. This if we don't do anything will be the death of her. She was screaming in her sleep 'My baby, my baby, don't take my baby.' She was crying. Please Li. Please, I want my old cheerful Lily back. If-if something happens to her, and you don't help, I will hunt you down, and kill you. Friend of Lily or not. And right now you're not acting like a good friend." "It's good to know that my husband and my best friend are talking about me when I'm asleep." I said. Before Lilac could say anything I continued "James would you come here and help me up?" James rushed to my side. I said to him "Please, I want to go home. Please James." My emerald eyes caught his hazel ones. James replied "Not yet darling. The house is under repairs. And also, the Healers want you to stay another day, to make sure you're ribs finish healing." He gave me a kiss, and helped me up.
It had been three weeks since Voldemort's attack. James and I had moved back into our house. Sirius, Lilac, and all our other friends had made it their job to keep me company at all times. This was James's idea. It was to protect me. He was afraid I might do something rash; the loss of our unborn child was a major blow to my sanity. James made sure that I was never alone in the house. He was right.
One day, I was in such a depressed state, I had never been so anguished. That was when I came to a conclusion; something must be done. I still blamed myself for the loss of our child. I didn't know how James could stand to see me. I felt horrible that I had survived when our child had died. I decided the world would be a better place if I wasn't in a part of it. That day it was Peter who was staying with me. I easily convinced Peter that I was okay, and that he could go home. James and I should have put two and two together, Peter, wasn't fighting Voldemort, the day of the attack, and he left me alone after James told him not to.
Once Peter had left, I wrote James a quick farewell letter. It basically said: "By the time you read this the world will be rid of me. I cannot live, and look at myself in the mirror in the morning, without feeling guilty. I lived while our unborn child died. I don't want you to have to see my face, and think of what could have been. I don't want to cause you more pain by seeing me. I don't want to make you suffer, by seeing me. Love always, Lily." I left that note on James's pillow.
As I found out later, Genevieve had a premonition that I was going to do something rash. She supposedly went and told James, (who was in the Auror Office at the time) to go home. If James didn't heed her warning, I would have died. When James got home he couldn't find me or Peter for that matter. When he went into our room, I assume he saw the parchment on his pillow. The last place he looked was the nursery. There I was. I had a knife in my trembling hand, my other arm stretched out in front of me. I didn't hear the door open. I raised my hand that was holding the knife. When James realized what I was about to do, he snapped out of the trance he was in. He took out his wand and said "Accio knife!" The knife flew in the air to James. He caught it and threw it on the floor, and ran to me and held me in his strong arms. I then cried into his chest. James let me cry. He then said "Lily-why? If you had gone through with that that would have caused me more pain then the loss of the child. I need you. As long as I have you, I know I can make it through anything. And it doesn't cause me pain to see you. It causes me to feel, that there is hope. And that anything is possible." I just cried. I realized just how ridiculous my letter seemed. I couldn't believe I was actually willing to take my own life.
The next year, I had big news. I remember going into the Auror Office, and finding James. "James, uh, there's something I have to tell you." I told him anxiously. "Are you okay?? What's wrong? Are you feeling okay? You look a bit pale." Asked James worriedly. "I'm okay, James." I gave him a huge grin and said "in fact you might say I'm more than okay." I took a deep breath and finished by saying "James, I'm- I'm pregnant." James looked completely stunned. He then asked "Are-are you sure?" I answered "Yes." The look on his face soon turned into one of extreme bliss. He then gave me a hug and then picked me up and spun me around the room. Which obviously is not the wisest thing to do to someone when the just told you that they're pregnant. "James put me down." I said. He just laughed a bit. "Put me down NOW! James you're making me nauseous." "Alright" he said, setting me back on my feet.
James and I decided that we would have a little party to celebrate, where we would tell all our friends the happy news. By the time all our guests had arrived, James and I decided that they would tell all our friends together after dinner. The first two to arrive (after our parents of course!) was of course Lilac, on Sirius's arm. The next couple to arrive was Remus and Maria. Then came in Genevieve. Then came in Frank and Alice Longbottom. Then came two old favorite Professors, Dumbledore and McGonagall. Then bringing up the rear was Peter all alone.
Dinner was a jovial affair. I was practically glowing over the little bit of news that James and I were to tell our friends. Once dinner had adjourned, we all went into the parlor. Our friends were just discussing some small talk. James and I were thinking about how we would tell our friends. He caught my eye and nodded. I knew it was time to tell, I started by saying to James: "Do you want to tell them, or should I?" James said "You can." I then said with a big grin on my face "We have some important news." I looked at James, smiled and decreed "We're going to have a baby!" our friends stared at us for a minute, my face then turned a florid shade of pink. Then Lilac and Genevieve ran over and hugged me. Mine and James's parents came up and congratulated us. All of a sudden, Professors McGonagall, and Dumbledore were right next to us. They both congratulated us; you should have seen the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes. He had little Christmas ornaments for eyes. Then Dumbledore and McGonagall disapparated.
About an hour later, all our friends had left except for Lilac and Sirius. I was sitting in James's lap. We were discussing the forthcoming infant. Lilac decided to bring up the topic of names. Lilac and Sirius were arguing over two different names, as though the approaching newborn was their child. Lilac wanted the name to be Violet. While Sirius wanted the name to be Hannah. James and I decided not to get caught up in the argument, and to watch them fight. Lilac was saying "Hannah Potter???? That doesn't sound right, and-" Sirius interrupted "Oh, and Violet Potter is much better." Lilac shot back "They already have Hannah the Owl. And Violet is a color and a flower." "So is Lilac Rose."
No one seemed to notice that I had fallen sound asleep. I am told that James was the one to notice that I was asleep. I wasn't really, I was hoping that, that would get rid of Sirius and Lilac. I wanted my James to myself. James obviously caught on. He then said: "Guys, shush! She's sleeping. I don't need you two to wake her up. She hasn't been sleeping well all week, she was worried about your reaction to her being pregnant." That shut both Lilac and Sirius up. James continued "I think its time for you to go, before you name my future child, and decide who will watch them while Lily and I are at work." Lilac, and Sirius then left. After I was sure they were gone, I opened my eyes. "Thanks." I said. "So." I started. I then looked at James, he kissed me and I continued "How do you feel? You're going to be a father." James replied "And you're going to be a mother. I think you're going to be the best mother in the world. While, about being a dad, I feel excited." He then kissed me again. We then went up to bed. I fell asleep thinking about my approaching baby.
Five months later, James and I received some bad news. I was seven months pregnant. I was making breakfast, for me, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lilac. I heard a tapping on the window. I opened the window, and in flew Hannah (our owl), and a big brown tawny owl. Both Hannah, and the tawny stuck their legs out, so I could take the letters. They were written in black ink. I already was nervous, because most wizards write in colorful inks. James had just come down with Sirius and Remus in tow. I handed them plates of scrambled eggs, and toast. Then I sat down next to Lilac. I opened the letter Hannah had brought first. I handed the other over to James. At this point a big snowy owl came in and gave Sirius The Daily Prophet. Sirius was drinking orange juice at the time, as soon as he saw the front cover he spit the juice out. I exclaimed "Sirius! Now really! What was that about!?!" Sirius just took out his wand and with a wave of it, he cleaned up the mess he had made. I now opened the letter. James had done the same. James being a faster reader than I finished first. All the color in his face drained from it. I read the first three lines of my letter. Then I immediately burst into tears. I dropped the letter, and ran from the room. James knowing what had happened followed suite. I went into the library. I sat in my favorite chair, and wept. James's and my parents were dead. They had been killed by Voldemort. James came and found me. I had curled in upon myself. He came and put a comforting arm around me. He let me cry into his shoulders. At this time came Lilac, Sirius, and Remus, to try to cheer us up. Remus and Sirius dragged James off, while Lilac tried to reassure me. She said: "Don't worry, Lils. Everything will be okay." "No it won't! James and I are orphans now. My only living relatives now are Petunia, her son, and her husband, Vernon." I said. James then came back in and we were told by our home physicians that we were to go take a nap, and everything will be better when we awake. Knowing Lilac, Sirius, and Remus as I do, I knew James and I should do what they say. James and I went up to bed, and held onto each other, to help us fall asleep.
About a month later, I just came back from an appointment with my healer. She said that the baby was a healthy baby boy. I came home (with James) and as soon as we walked into out house, when we heard a loud "Surprise!" Our friends were all there. The whole room was covered in signs saying things like 'It's a Boy!' And 'Congratulations!'. Once it was just Lilac, Genevieve, Maria, Sirius, Remus, Peter, James and I, we decided to take the opportunity to choose names. I made no hesitation in naming Lilac as the baby's godmother. James named Sirius as godfather. I then brought the discussion around to baby names. "I think the name George, would work." Lilac said. James said "Nah, Molly, and Arthur named one of their twins that." "We were thinking of naming them after our parents." I said. "Okay." Remus agreed. "How about Harry?" asked Genevieve. "I like it!" I said jumping up. "What ever you like, love is okay with me." Said James. "But he needs a middle name." Said Maria. "What about James?" asked Lilac. "That's perfect!" I said.
This time, my pregnancy did not end in attempted suicide. So the name of my first born son, was Harry James Potter. After he was born, I was holding him, thinking 'this is the most beautiful baby in the world.' James was sitting on my bed next to me, holding onto me and Harry. We were so happy. And adding to that was that in the next room, was Alice. She and Frank had just also had their first son. They named him Neville.
Later that week, Professor Dumbledore, held a meeting, where Frank, Alice, Neville, Harry, James, and I were all present. The professor was saying how that shortly before our son's birth, there was a prophecy made. The prophecy went like this: "The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord approaches.Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies.And the dark lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the dark lord knows not.And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives.The one with the power to vanquish the dark lord will be born as the seventh month dies."
James and I were horrified to say the least. I was scared. My little boy, the infant asleep in my arms might become a marked man. James, Harry and I left shortly after that. We were instructed to tell no one. I was so apprehensive that I didn't even tell Lilac.
By Harry's first birthday, everything was going magnificent. Harry was learning to walk and talk very fast. He was accompanied by a stag, and a dog, when ever he went outside. James wanted to teach him how to fly, but I put my foot down.
At Harry's party, James and I were glowing with pride, over our little angel. He had my green eyes, James' messy black hair, and was the perfect baby. After Harry blew out the candle on his cake, I had taken it into the kitchen where I would cut it. Little did I know that I was being followed. After I put down the cake, James put his arms around my waist and kissed me. Our kiss was interrupted by Sirius saying "Stop that's how you got into this mess!" I immediately felt my anger rising. Sirius sensing that, quickly said "I'm only kidding! You both know I love Harry as though he were my child." He then ran out of the kitchen. I was positively glowing. I had some news that I had to tell James, and everyone else. I figured I might as well tell James now. I told him that I was again pregnant. We decided we would wait to tell our friends till a later date.
Two and a half months later, Professor Dumbledore then recommended that we go into hiding. He recommended the Fidelius Charm. James said that Sirius would be our secret keeper. I had no doubt about it. I knew that Sirius would never betray us. He would rather die than betray us. So after a day that we preformed the charm. I was still quite apprehensive. A few days later after the charm was cast, Sirius said that we should change secret keepers, because Voldemort would be sure to come after him, and that if caught, they would give him Veritaseruem, which would make him confess where we were. And that he thought that we should use Peter instead. It would be the perfect plan, a bluff. I knew that one of our friends was a spy for Voldemort. I just didn't know who. I never suspected Remus, Sirius, or one of my friends. Lilac, and Genevieve always told me to watch out for Peter. I was too busy with Harry and the new baby, so I left the decision up to James, and Sirius. They did it. They switched secret keepers.
Not even a day later, there was a knock at the door. I heard James screaming "Lily take Harry and go! It's him! Go! Run! I'll hold him off-" as I was running the door burst open, and I heard a high-pitched cackle of laughter. I ran to the nursery. I locked the door behind me. I then heard James screaming. I could feel his life drifting away from me. Then I heard Voldemort coming up the stairs. The door burst open, I had my back to him. I was begging. "Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!" I screamed. I knew I must protect Harry with my last breath. Voldemort then said "Stand aside, you silly girl.stand aside now." "Not Harry! Not Harry! Please-I'll do anything!" I screamed "Stand aside. Stand aside, girl!" he yelled back "Not Harry, please no, take me kill me instead-" I screamed. He started laughing, a cruel mirthless laugh I made one last plea "Not Harry! Please.have mercy.have mercy." I was on my knees. Voldemort raised his wand, I placed Harry behind me, so I could take the blow, act as a human shield. He said "Avada Kedavra!" He activated the powerful old charm I had found, which includes sacrificing yourself for someone you love, therefore protecting them. I saw a green light and I was dead.
See? The sacrifice I made, made all the difference in the world. It saved my son, from death. He then went on to separate Voldemort from his body, became the hero of the Wizarding world. He then delayed Voldemort's return to power twice, saved my dear friend Sirius Black, alerted the world that Voldemort had indeed been returned to his body, and his biggest achievement in my eyes, is learning to deal with my sister, Petunia, Vernon, and Dudley.
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Disclaimer: I own nothing, except part of the plot. Most of it belongs to J. K. Rowling. I just retold it from Lily's Point of View. The prophecy belongs to J.K.R. it is in the fifth book on page 841.
